Cat Scratch Fever

We are cat people. I know, I know, half of you are rolling your eyes and saying, “Cats? Really? Just when I thought I liked her…” and the other half are going, “AW! I love kitties too!” It’s practically more controversial than religion. Catholics and Jews intermarry all the time, but a dog person sharing his life with a cat gal? Well it just wouldn’t be civilized.

Whatever. My point is, not only are we cat people, but we are up to our ears in feline friends. Until this week we had four cats living inside our house; our two, my sister’s crazy kitten and my Uncle Robin’s giant recluse of a cat. This week my sister came and picked up her cat. We figured life with the cats would quickly settle down. And then this morning Jason woke up with this:

That’s right, at 2 AM one of the idiot cats started chasing another one around the house. The chasee dashed (LOUDLY) across our wood floors and into our bedroom and leaped up to perch on top of our headboard (which has a little ledge) and missed. I sat straight up in bed and Jason didn’t make it up fast enough. She landed on his face. Do you have any idea how shocking it is to be woken from a dead sleep by terrified hairy ball of fluff with 20 outstretched talons landing an inch from your eye? Let me just tell you that the kitties are sleeping in the garage tonight.

Man Kelli, you’re right! I do look cute. hehe
Yeah, crazy cats, I almost DID pee myself. It took me a minute to figure out what just happened. I even got up to get a quick look at my face and did not see anything (just because I was still asleep, and squinting from the light).

Anyway… I just hope that the scratches go away quick. I had to explain the stupid story to EVERYONE at work, all separately, since they all had to ask once they saw me. They did not believe that it was just a ‘cat’ and not a Tiger.

Oh.My.Gosh. That looks painful. I can feel that sting from here!
And I now make my fat little man sleep in his crate (he thinks it’s funny to wake me up around 4 by clawing at the carpet….Jen’s NEW carpet).

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Elizabeth Newlin

I’m a Real Estate Agent. And a Mom. 47% of one and 53% of the other. I’m not telling which is which. I have a compulsive need to confess my embarrassments and failures. I love Pinot Grigio and bacon equally. If someone would just make a Pinot Grigio with Bacon top notes I would stand in line to buy it. So get on it, People. Learn more about me.